Chapter Twenty-Five: The Black Fist
The underground black fist is on the negative third floor of a building.
Fu Qiu and the others passed a few door cards before they saw the true face of Lushan in this place.
There were several rings, all of which were very large, and they were all surrounded by people at this time.
Some people in the crowd danced their arms, looking extremely excited and excited, and they looked like they were always gambling dogs.
Fu Qiu looked at the ring on the left.
Sanda, boxing, jiu-jitsu, but there are a lot of tricks.
Suddenly, his eyes were drawn to a ring.
Fighting two, one is middle-aged, and the other is relatively young, looking twenty-five or sixteen, which is the peak of young and vigorous physical strength, and is a standard taekwondo master.
Another middle-aged man's boxing technique, Fu Qiu didn't recognize it, there is a bit of a shape-shaped style, and it is not all, it should not be a famous boxing style.
There are too many small fists in the world, and even a few families inherit them, there are too many to count.
The master of taekwondo rushed forward suddenly, and the whole person jumped one meter six or seven in the air, and kicked violently with both legs.
It's fast and explosive.
And, of course, it's beautiful!
As the saying goes, the layman looks at the liveliness, and the insiders look at the doorway.
Fu Qiu was attracted by this taekwondo master at a glance, if he saw it well, this person's kicking style is the top kick in taekwondo, jumping and kicking with both legs, he can perform this move, and such strength, speed, and explosion are completely professional level.
Put it in some international taekwondo competitions with almost gold content, and it is not a problem to mix up a brand.
With just this leg, you can see that he and the rest of the people in the ring are not of the same level.
Of course, it is usually a master who makes a move and easily does not leave the ground.
Especially kicking out of thin air, with nowhere to borrow strength, not fast enough, and not strong enough explosiveness, you will be seized by the opponent and completely overturned.
The taekwondo master obviously didn't make such a mistake, he had the upper hand with his opponent after dozens of moves, and he kept pressing the opponent to fight, and at this time he suddenly used this move, seizing the opportunity, just to end the game easily.
"The other side is going to lose." Fu Qiu estimated in his heart.
Although Fu Qiu didn't see what kind of small fist the other party was, the middle-aged man obviously couldn't dodge this kick.
However, in the next moment,
The man's reaction was beyond Fu Qiu's expectations, only to see his footsteps slashed, and the whole person was like a grasshopper, narrowly avoiding this trick.
The taekwondo master was surprised, but he could also see the sweat on the opponent's forehead and the slight tremor of his body.
The other party's slight flick was obviously a good effort.
just landed, and then raised his legs to his head, like a big axe falling to the ground, and slashed down on the opponent's head, another violent leg split.
The middle-aged man shook his arms, was hit hard, and shrank suddenly, and his body was already unstable.
The taekwondo master continued to kick continuously, switching in the middle, very coherently, always maintaining an offensive posture, and did not stay a little bit, so he showed an extremely solid foundation and abundant physical strength.
Syllable!
With a sudden blow to the leg, the middle-aged man could no longer parry, was kicked several meters away, and fell heavily in the ring.
After a few moments, the referee held the taekwondo master's hand and announced his victory.
The audience also cheered, and almost no one cared about the other lonely person who had failed.
Only Fu Qiu's eyes were full of curiosity, and his mind still recalled the change of strength on the last few legs of the man.
"Doesn't that feel like it's a bit out of common sense?"
Fu Qiu thought about it for a long time, but he didn't understand why, in his previous life, he was also a master of the martial arts industry, and he had seen all kinds of genres and learned them thoroughly.
With Jin Yuan's offensive, he has fought with some professional boxing champions and boxing champions, and each has his own wins and losses, which can be regarded as having sufficient experience.
But some of the other party's skills do not conform to his cognition.
His intuition told him that there was a mystery he didn't know.
"Moreover, just an underground black fist, there is such a high level?"
Fu Qiu fixed his eyes and thought: "It seems that there are some differences in the fighting techniques in this world, maybe, I can find the so-called internal kung fu here." ”
In his previous life, he also looked for internal kung fu, but unfortunately, there was no use for birds.
Anything that blocks pores and dark energy is all in vain.
In this life, he saw a black fist, but he suddenly had a goal.
He walked straight to the boxer's changing room.
"Brother Fu, where are you going?"
Fu Qiu glanced back at the two younger brothers, and said casually: "It's okay, you are free, I'll go over there." ”
After waiting at the door for a while, Fu Qiu finally waited for the middle-aged man, his expression was a little lonely, and if he lost a game, it should be a great loss to him.
"Wait!" Fu Qiu was too busy to stop this person.
Liu Quan looked up at the young man in charge, and saw the tattoos on some parts of him, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.
"How?" His voice was cold.
"I want to learn boxing from you." Fu Qiu said bluntly.
Liu Quan's eyes flashed with a hint of astonishment, his attitude improved, and after a pause, he shook his head.
"I don't teach boxing."
As he spoke, he wanted to leave.
"I'll give the money." Fu Qiu grabbed his arm.
"I don't teach boxing." Liu Quan still insisted.
Fu Qiu stretched out five fingers: "Five thousand, I'll give five thousand." ”
Liu Quan hesitated a little and sighed: "Young man, I don't care if you're joking or not, you should learn that." ”
As he spoke, he pointed to the taekwondo master in the ring, proud like a big rooster.
"I don't teach boxing."
"Ten thousand, I'm not kidding!" Fu Qiu said categorically.
At this moment, Liu Quan finally stopped his steps, he looked at Fu Qiu, a little hesitant.
Fu Qiu immediately took off a gold watch from his wrist: "This is made of gold, I'm not kidding." ”
Liu Quan checked the gold watch in his hand, and the heavy weight made him understand that the other party was really not joking.
"Do you really want to learn boxing with me?"
Fu Qiu nodded: "Hmm." ”
Liu Quan: "Then let's talk about it first, my kung fu is not easy to learn, I am very tired, and it is far less effective than the kung fu of foreigners." ”
Fu Qiu nodded: "I know." One more question, is your kung fu an internal fist? ”
Liu Quan didn't expect Fu Qiu to be knowledgeable, and nodded: "It's the inner family." ”
Fu Qiu nodded immediately: "Then learn." ”
Liu Quan looked at the other party with high interest.
I don't know what to say.
Inner boxing is not necessarily better than outer boxing.
The one who practiced taekwondo on the stage is the best example, the other party is a foreigner, but after scientific recuperation, he has abundant physical strength, pure moves, fast speed, good physical strength, strong explosiveness, and enough changes and back hands.
Who would dare to say that it is a sure victory?
The fact that foreign Hercules were rampant back then is also the best example.
Unless you can become a grandmaster.
However, in this era, what if you become a grandmaster?
With a gun, there is still no way to escape.
"Why did I suddenly think of this?"
Liu Quan suddenly smiled, he couldn't help but think too much.
I can't even beat those pure foreign masters, let alone guns.